Like a mountain. Mountains are always better than the world.
Romantic pipa should not be envied, but dust should be borne. Where is Lao Xian?
Pu's "The Question of Langtaosha" II. Take some time. Wu Yanchun wants to be old, and jade flies to cut grass. Beauty sleeps deeply in spring, playing silk and writing with one heart.
Litchi's banjo was sharp and slow, and Ruan's piano shaft began to collapse. In a blink of an eye, the sky and the earth are integrated, and the Nanxun Hall is moving.
The musicians in the pear garden are silent, and the voices in the palace are harmonious and dull. In Yuan Yang Weizhen, there were three pieces of "My Wife Qin and Ruan Tu", and "Qin and San Fang", a poem.
Song Kazuki Watanabe musician's Seventy Rhymes of Xin Li 4. Recall that when Jun started fishing, ships traveled all over the Chu River. There are three stacks of jathyapple in the monk's room and a glass of autumn wind wine in the guest room.
Don't miss the plum blossom, the book will be sent to the geese late. Wake up from a cold window and start reading old poems.
Song Qiu Wan Qing "Reading Boren's Poems" 5. Yueqin has three pillars and four waters, and it is round and smart. Since ancient times, it has been strange and strange, and the five tones have frightened ghosts.
Pick and choose what to weave, listen to your heart first. Hu eggplant is homesick and hates shaking Zhu Cui too hastily.
Phoenix swimming in the clouds, filled with emotion, is really noble. The greeting is fragrant and scattered, and Xi is a silk and bamboo song.
Zhu slowly sank his string like rain, and it was suspected that Chunying was speaking * * *. Don't be afraid to quit your job and play with your heart, just like singing and dancing with the phoenix.
Song Taizong's "knowledge of fate" was in Song 6. In February, the willows are broken, and the road outside He Lu is long. Idle jathyapple piano Chinese, add years to look in the mirror.
Tingzhou sees off guests with green belt and asparagus, and leans against the building with rain and apricot flowers. An old friend, Dong Ge, is full of emotion and sings "Lanting" solo.
Cai Ming was sent to the center in July and March, and Qinchuan returned in April. Yushan is the best place to climb. I once looked up at Shuiyan and recognized Yushan in a smoke tower.
Huang Yun in Ming Dynasty wrote two books about Xiao Zhai sitting in the rain.
2. What are the poems of ancient Qin Yue? 1, which has been difficult since ancient times. Like a mountain. Mountains are always better than the world. Romantic pipa should not be envied, but dust should be borne. Where is Lao Xian?
Pu's "Langtaosha Tique"
2, spend some time, Wu Yanchun wants to be old, jade flies to cut grass.
Beauty sleeps deeply in spring, playing silk and writing with one heart.
Litchi's banjo was sharp and slow, and Ruan's piano shaft began to collapse.
In a blink of an eye, the sky and the earth are integrated, and the Nanxun Hall is moving.
The musicians in the pear garden are silent, and the voices in the palace are harmonious and dull.
Yuan Yang Weizhen's My Wife Qin Ruan Tu
3, jathyapple Qinsan Lane, Spring Festival poetry a couplet.
Song Kazuki Watanabe musician's Li Xin has seventy rhymes.
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I recall fishing from Jun and sailing all over the Chu River.
There are three stacks of jathyapple in the monk's room and a glass of autumn wind wine in the guest room.
Don't miss the plum blossom, the book will be sent to the geese late.
Wake up from a cold window and start reading old poems.
Song and Qiu Wanqing read Boren's poems.
5, Qin Yue three pillars and four waters, round and mixed with vulgar ears.
Since ancient times, it has been strange and strange, and the five tones have frightened ghosts.
Pick and choose what to weave, listen to your heart first.
Hu eggplant is homesick and hates shaking Zhu Cui too hastily.
Phoenix swimming in the clouds, filled with emotion, is really noble.
The greeting is fragrant and scattered, and Xi is a silk and bamboo song.
Zhu slowly sank his string like rain, and it was suspected that Chunying was speaking * * *.
Don't be afraid to quit your job and play with your heart, just like singing and dancing with the phoenix.
The "Fate Knowledge" of Taizong in Song, Song and Tang Dynasties
6. In February, the willows were broken, and the road outside He Lu was long.
Idle jathyapple piano Chinese, add years to look in the mirror.
Tingzhou sees off guests with green belt and asparagus, and leans against the building with rain and apricot flowers.
An old friend, Dong Ge, is full of emotion and sings "Lanting" solo.
Cai Ming in "Thinking in the Center"
7. In March, Qinchuan returned in April, and the beautiful scenery of Yushan reached the top.
I once looked up at Shuiyan and recognized Yushan in a smoke tower.
Cloud "The Book of Sitting in the Rain in Xiaozhai (Two Books)"
3. What are red river valley's beautiful poems about "red river valley" (the first one)?
Cool breeze sends cool fog to the sky, and clouds go over the mountains.
The white rain is silent, the thunder bursts, and there are waves in the Red River.
Wandering, but I feel that the dust has settled and I have a strong will to fight for the hammer.
Yu Xiu Zhong Lingsheng elegance, a cavity of heroism.
Red river valley (second place)
There are mountains on both sides of Shili cloister, and a piece of Yokota is leisurely.
Thousands of ships cross the stormy waves, and ten thousand horses wear silver arrows.
There is rain everywhere, and people enjoy the sound of killing.
Yuelongmen jumps over the rapids, and the three armies play the triumph.
Red river valley (third place)
Now I don't complain about the past, I just love the scenery and have been a guest.
The beautiful stream is a cliff with a shadow, and the strange posture shows the mountain fog shawl.
Mountains and kites are whistling in the blue sky, and the bells of ancient temples are ringing new ones.
Above the Yuzhu Waterfall, there are blue smoke and silver flowers.
Red river valley (fourth place)
Red river valley is the first floating land, and the scenery on both sides of the strait is infinitely good.
The surging river runs down, and the rocks and cliffs are steep.
The mountaineering tribe is divided into four boats, and pregnant women challenge to mix.
Qi Xin * * * fights together and is happy.
Red river valley (fifth place)
When the autumn frost is high, the maple leaves are bare and lonely.
Dressed in sokcho, secluded and secluded, walking on a cliff with a walking stick, flowing through the green ridge.
Water margin died in vain, and a dream of red mansions slept.
I was in trouble visiting the steep Long song alone.
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4. Describe the wonderful music poems of Hulusi. The origin of cucurbit silk can be traced back to the pre-Qin period.
But at that time, it was not called Hulusi, but mostly Hulusheng and Huluxiao, so all the poems concerned had the words "Sheng" and "Xiao", and there was no poem that specifically referred to Hulusi.
I recommend the landlord to watch Sizhu, Sheng and Xiao.
After the founding of New China, it was officially named Hulusi, but after the founding of New China, poetry was no longer popular. Few people write Hulusi's poems, even if they do, they are anonymous and can't be famous.
If the landlord doesn't mind, I can make a song now, which you can use as an emergency.
Yunnan and Guizhou, silk and bamboo are beautiful, and they have been handed down since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.
The gourd is melodious and delicate, and the beauty is not as good as the pipa.
The ethereal spirit is scattered by the window, and the throat is low and affectionate.
Beautiful eyes are looking forward to laughing, and the height is graceful.
The white clouds are full of strings and the clear sky is full of melody.
A piece of silk and bamboo is moving, and the balcony is full.
5. A classical and beautiful poem describing singing: 1. There are some noises in the air, and I want to go around Yunfei. -(Tang) Gu Kuang's "Wang Langzhong's Prostitute's Seats with Five Songs and One Song".
Interpretation: Moving songs spread from brothels to distant mountains, echoing in the valley, and ringing songs sounded in several places in the air. The song floated into the sky, and the melody filled the air, as if to entangle the clouds and prevent them from flying away.
When you sing all the new words, you can't see them, and the rosy clouds reflect the trees. -(Tang) Liu Yuxi's Four Lyrics-The Second Yes Untitled Poem
Commentary: After singing the new song, all the happy girls ran away, only the green trees were graceful in Xia Hong, and the partridges chirped occasionally.
3. The rhyme is clever * * * and the spring sounds are mixed-Pian Yu Ci by Zhou Yanbang (Northern Song Dynasty)
Interpretation: Elegant and moving vocals flow like spring water, soft and euphemistic, clear and round. In the meantime, I can occasionally hear the sound of water and stone hitting jade, which is crisp and melodious.
I am looking forward to weeping with my sleeves down. -(Tang) Poems by Du Muzhang
Commentary: Zhang Hao improved his eyes, looked around at the guests who were sitting quietly, then suddenly put down his sleeves and sang a crisp Song Like chicken.
5. When the string is twisted, the pipe is blocked and cracked. Many voices can't be heard one by one, but the wind passes through the clouds-Zhang's poem Du Mu (Tang Dynasty)
Commentary: Zhang's singing is crisp and high. Although the buttons of the strings are broken and the reed pipes are cracked, the sounds made by various musical instruments are not as good as a gentle and endless song. Very sonorous, shocking all directions.
6. Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. -(Tang) Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun"
Commentary: Li Bai got on the boat and was about to leave when he suddenly heard a farewell song from the shore.
7. When I heard you playing the guitar tonight, I felt that my hearing was illuminated by wonderful music. -(Tang) Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip
Interpretation: I heard her pipa tonight, as if I heard Yue Xian, but I heard nothing else.
8. Blue Sleeves, Shicheng resents the west wind. -(Song) Shi Dazu's Quiet Xiangjiang River
Interpretation: "Blue Sleeve" two sentences, the pen tip turns sharply, and the sorrow is deep. Before the poem was written, sad songs came suddenly, and sad sounds merged into autumn wind, which raised the description of sadness to a higher level.
9. Advise you to drag out an ignoble existence with shame, and even play a new sound to scrape the bone salt-(Tang) Quan Deyu's "Five Miscellaneous Songs"
Interpretation: melodious music comes to an abrupt end, and the beautiful woman slowly gets up, hiding her face and lowering her eyebrows. The audience around her cheered and asked her to play another song, Scraping Bone Salt. Compared with the hilarity of the surrounding audience, the silence of the woman in the sentence shows her superb acting skills and humble attitude.
10. Singing Red Plums, Willow Branches and Peach Leaves Are Hidden-(Song) Yan's "Singing Red Plums in Huanxisha"
Interpretation: "Red plum" in the sentence refers to the tune of "plum blossom falling". "Willow branches" and "peach leaves" are puns. It's all tunes and singers' names. The previous sentence describes music as pleasing to the ear, artistic synaesthesia and "fragrance" felt by the sense of smell. The last sentence goes further, emphasizing that other people's singing skills are much worse than those of geisha who sing "plum blossom", so they have to stay at a respectful distance.
6. The beautiful poem about butterflies: butterflies are flying, Tang, spring is fluttering, and tortoise shells are intoxicating.
The master butterfly flies west, and the white riding child returns today. Where is the butterfly? Tang Qiji's back is full of red and full of mystery.
Fly separately. See you in teams. Distant harm will eventually stop birds and scramble to avoid bees.
Peach attracts back, and blue attracts each other. Mao Cui's heart is cold and fragrant powder is thick.
You can find shadows through trees, but you can't find flowers. The evening is still urgent, so spring dance should not be careless.
Xifeng old pool pavilion, but also to pick hibiscus. Jade Butterfly The autumn wind in Ting Yun, Tang Wen is sad, and the traveler has not returned.
The grass beyond the Great Wall decays first, and the geese in the south of the Yangtze River come late. Lotus has a tender face and new eyebrows.
It's sad and heartbreaking to shake it down. Who knows? Two butterflies, Tang Xu's misty caterpillars, shed their shells gently, and it rained heavily.
A beautiful branch to teach, a few wisps of spring breeze to fly. Every worry in the mouths of chickens and birds, as well as the fragrance of pity, is wrapped around the clothes that continue the front edge.
Ruthless can't solve the dream, don't believe the right and wrong of Zhuang Zhou. Brush green, wear red, and spend a lifetime in spring.
I hate it when the goddess comes to rain. I like to pick incense with stones. The wind should only accumulate pollen, and the night is cold and long
The cicada's song is pedantic, which can explain the noisy sunset in Sanqiu. It is not difficult for butterflies to fly in cocoons, but flowers will pass by.
The sky and the wind gently send each other, but laugh at spider weaving. Constant constant double brush painting column, beauty stole a glance frequently.
Don't bully your wings to fly short and close, it's hard to try to jump between flowers. There is no vivid reason. There are many wild paths in the wild garden.
Who doesn't know that silk and bamboo teach dance, and it depends on Yinger to sing? Cold bees pick chrysanthemums, and Tang Geng swims under the clear sky, looking for fragrance from chrysanthemums.
Bring the sound to the core, and the shadow is in the fragrance. Living in the fog, rising and falling with the wind.
Finally, I am ashamed of being a butterfly and don't communicate with my dreams. Jinse Tang Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
It's worth remembering that it had come and gone before I knew it. Tang Rongyu bought hibiscus flowers with his own money, and it took two years to blossom.
The bright red is not seen by the beauty, but the butterfly tries to know it early.